Stuff to drill heron our basic math." Huh..." Amanda said thoughtfully.I was actually curious about that one myself. I had heard the fact thatthey use... a Base 60 math the last time I had been here and had beendoing my best to practice the changeover from our Base 10 system. Ithelped when I read some articles that explained how we still had somerelationships, especially in geometry, to the Base 60 system theBabylonians used. It wasn't second nature to me though like normal Base10 math was... but. He decidedto test her even more. He moved his left hand from Angela's petite waistto her right breast. Under the stylish but conservative clothing thatshe wore, he had not known just how incredibly large her breasts were.It felt as if Steven was holding a melon in his hand as he massaged theteenaged girl's breast. His fingers could even feel the erect nipplethrough the multiple layers of clothing. Steven pinched the sensitivenipple and felt Angela melt in his arms as a gasp escaped from her. She would send me gifts. She fancied me but was too polite to ever show it openly. She was small, blonde, small breasts. The only thing she had in common with Lorraine was her bid arse!The first time we met was for to go to a sporting event. We both supported different teams. She lived quite a distance from me and would stop overnight. I planned to sleep on the sofa so she could sleep in my bed. No way would I expect to have my way with her. We went for a drink to the pub before we planned to. I don't know why but when ever I think about a fat girl, I think of someone fighting over the last piece of cake or sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of ice cream complaining no one wants to marry them. Your plain fat women is fine. Fat women are like clouds in the sky. They're nothing to do with me. But your young, beautiful, fat women is another story. She was more on the plump side. But it complimented her cute face. “ Professor Ella right?” She look at me and gave me a nice simple.